CHAPTER 31  

(RHEA'S POV - IN ATLAS' BODY)

"Aim, timing, and intent.” Atlas raised three fingers.

“When utilizing bite attacks as a werewolf with a strong jaw, remember this: your strength lies not just in the force of your bite, but in the precision of your aim. Target vital areas—neck, limbs, wherever you can inflict the most damage. And timing is everything; strike swiftly and decisively, overwhelming your opponent before they can react. Your bite is your weapon, wield it with focus and intent."

My wolf instincts sharpened, and Atlas's instructions echoed clearly in my mind. I raced through the twilight, my sleek, muscled form gliding effortlessly toward a towering oak.

Snap!

My jaws closed around a low-hanging branch, snapping it cleanly. But before I could savor the success, movement flickered at the edge of my vision. Atlas’s sharp gesture sent a flurry of small rocks whizzing toward me.

Instinct took over. I twisted and dodged with precise, fluid movements, each step in perfect sync with the